Mr. Ford Is Jealouss by Boad

Chapter 1222

The night was dark.

Downstairs, below the apartment, a tall dark figure was standing there all alone, casting a long and lonely shadow.

Under the streetlamp, moths were circling around the light in a frenzy. That was the way it had been since time. immemorial–moths had always flown straight into the flame, sacrificing themselves for a short but brilliant life.

Stella stared at him for some time before retracting her gaze and closing the curtain.

Too bad for him, but she was resolved never again to be attracted to the flames like those moths.

From that day onwards, Weston never showed up before Stella.

Then again, now that he had found out it was Guinevere Cohen who had caused all the trouble in the past, it would be incredibly shameless even for a man like Weston to keep getting in her hair like he used to.

she was supposed to meet a music producer, she caught sight of the very man at a table across the room. She

producer that day to discuss her first concert in this country. She

sweeping a glance over Weston. With a thin smile, she stretched out her hand towards him and

in a business–like manner, and quickly withdrew his hand,

new name, just as if the two of them

what Stella

her seat and went on to discuss matters surrounding her concert with the music producer in a

gained so much fame and reputation

then, anyone who had even minimal exposure to classical music was familiar with the name Cicily. She was now widely regarded as

producer was confident that she had great potential to expand her career here in this

and the producer were happily chatting away, Weston just sat

Stella. After talking with Stella for a while, he suggested that they sign a contract right then

can join us in our holiday retreat that’s happening soon. We’re going to Snow Mountain in Fern City. Lots of industry